My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 39

{Brent's P.O.V.}

After storming out of Chad's office, I made a beeline for the forest. The Moon Goddess was playing some sick joke on me. Lexie, my beautiful mate, the love of my life-yeah, I know, too soon to say that, but it's true-is that bastard Ash's half-sister. Sure, she was born from the goddess originally, but her rebirth was from Rylee's mom and Ash's father. My mate was related to the fuckers responsible for ruining my life. Don't think about it that way! Lexie is innocent in all of this.

You don't think I know that, Chaos!?

She did not choose who gave birth to her. Ash may be her half-brother, but she is in no way shape, or form like him.

Again, you're stating the obvious.

If it is so obvious, then why are you out here whining like a pup, rather than being inside with our mate who probably thinks you hate her?

I need to think!

About what? We share a mind, Brent. You're trying to decide if you want to keep Lexie as a mate.

She's related to them! The people who took me from my family and friends and my girlfriend! I loved my girlfriend, Chaos. I wanted to marry her. Now, she's living her life and moving on while the world thinks I'm dead!

I know, Brent. I see all of your memories. Even the ones when you were human. This girlfriend, as you call her, she was quite beautiful but not as beautiful as Lexie. I'm sorry your life turned out the way it did, but I am not sorry that we are one. I am not sorry that we are mated to Lexie and Brooklyn. Don't punish her for something out of her control.

Chaos retreated into the back of my mind. He wasn't wrong, and I wasn't lying. I knew Lexie was innocent in all of this. She didn't choose to be taken from her home or be reborn to that a*****e Eric or grow up in captivity. I knew she was just as much a victim as I was, but I couldn't shake the agony that she shared DNA with Ash and Emma. Emma, that good for nothing b***h. She's the one who turned me. I remember like it was yesterday.

She and a few of their goons came into the cave where I and the others were held. One by one they pulled us out and bit into our necks. The screams, cries, and wails could be heard echoing throughout as they bit into every single one of us. I was one of the last to be turned, and I had to watch people slowly die. The ones that didn't die, like me, we laid around on the cold, hard ground as we got progressively sicker for several hours. The chills, the seizures, the vomiting, and fevers. I'll never forget the feeling of absolute misery.

I launched my fist into a nearby tree trunk from all the painful memories. I felt the pain from the hit, but it didn't even compare to the pain I felt in my heart. I loved Lexie. There was no doubt about that. I just wasn't sure if I could look past the fact that she was related to the Patterson's.

"Brent." I didn't need to turn around when I heard a familiar voice. "Son, look at me." I slowly pivoted my feet to look Richard in the eye. "I can't even begin to imagine how much turmoil you are going through right now." "Richard, she's related to them," I said, my voice cracking. "How do I look past that?"

"You don't," he said flat-out. "You embrace it. Lexie and Lanie cannot help who fathered them. It's wrong of you to hold that against them, especially given that one of them is your mate. Brent, have you forgotten who they are? Your mate and your future Luna are the children of the Moon Goddess. The mother of all werewolves. Yes, in a physical sense, they share blood with Ash and Emma, but their blood is so much purer than that. They were born as goddesses. You, a human-turned-wolf are mated to the Moon Goddess' daughter-a pureblood. That is a gift, an exceedingly rare gift. Don't throw it away over something as trivial as DNA." I looked at him and was speechless. It wasn't that easy for me.

"What about Rylee, are you going to tell her the same thing? That DNA is trivial when that family took everything from her when she was merely a child?" I countered.

"It is not my place to tell Rylee anything. I am your Alpha, and you are the future Beta of this pack. Lexie is your mate, and you've already announced her as the future Beta Female." I had completely forgotten about that. Richard gave me a curt smile and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Brent, when you chose to come to this pack rather than Blue Lake, I was very honored. Not just with you, but the others who made that decision as well. I know life has not been easy since you transitioned, but I would like to think that your ability to fight through the hard transition from mortal to the supernatural is why both Chad and Jackson see you fit to be Beta. This changes a lot of things for you, son. It's not common, rather, it's never been heard of that a newborn is given ranked status. On top of that, you're mated to an immensely powerful she-wolf. All of these are blessings. Cherish them. If you let this bullshit of DNA get in the way of your happiness, Ash and Emma win." He didn't even wait for me to respond before turning his heel and leaving me by myself once more.

I let his words play over and over in my head again. I needed to really think about what I was going to do. {Maverick's P.O.V.}

After taking J out of the office and back to the guest room she had stayed in before, I gently laid her down on the bed. As soon as her body made contact, she rolled over onto her side with her back facing me. My wolf, Arkhos, was whimpering in my head seeing her so broken. We should hold her.

Arkhos, we need to give her space.

But our touch can help her calm down.

She was just in our arms, you loof. Did that calm her down at all?

He whimpered again and retreated to the back of my mind. Arkhos was a giant, chocolate-colored wolf and had one of the densest coats I had ever seen. He was without fear and had no issues running into a fight. I trained my entire life to be a warrior for this pack, so it only made sense that my wolf would be a warrior as well. But when it came to J, he was a lovesick puppy. I never heard him whimper. Not even when we got injured. The fact that he was now just seeing her like this only further proved that he loved her and her wolf.

me.

"J, I'm going to get you some water, okay? I'll be right back," I said to her softly. She didn't respond or make any gestures that she heard me. I figured she did, but I didn't want to make her feel obligated to answer. I walked out of the room and closed the door behind When I got down to the kitchen, I grabbed a few of the water bottles in the fridge and made a couple of peanut butter and honey sandwiches just in case she got hungry. She had to be hungry. She was nothing but skin and bones. Holding her, she felt like she weighed no more than 80lbs. And for a she-wolf that was abnormally unhealthy.

I packed up the sandwiches into zip-lock containers to keep them fresh for as long as possible and grabbed the water. As I was making my way out of the kitchen, I ran into a couple of pack members.

"Hi, Chocolate thunder," one of them cooed as she caressed my arm.

"Are you hungry? I'm sure one of us would taste better than those sandwiches," another said. I wanted to roll my eyes, but I was too nice to do that. There was no reason to lie to them or lead them on, so I bit the bullet and told them the truth. "Ladies, although I'm flattered with your advances, unfortunately, I am no longer available. I have found my mate, and these sandwiches are for her." All of them scoffed and stomped away. I finally understood why Chad and Brent wanted to avoid the she-wolves of our pack so much now. I was kind of regretting losing my virginity at 16, but I honestly didn't think I could hold out until finding my mate. Especially since it didn't happen right away at 18 like I had hoped it would. I would have been dubbed the 30-year-old virgin. I was a little taken aback to find out my mate was so much younger than me, and to know the life she had growing up only made this situation worse. I never imagined I would be mated to a special wolf, let alone, a special wolf that needed to be reprogrammed entirely. I already knew that no matter what I did, Jennifer would never be whole. Being abducted at two. Turned into a prisoner for 16 years, then being used as a s*x slave for reproduction purposes. It was as if she was held at a f*****g puppy mill for werewolves. As I was walking across the living area back to the stairs, I ran into Chad.

"Hey, how is she?" he asked me.

"Sleeping, barely. I'm taking these to her just in case," I replied eyeing the water and sandwiches.

"You going to stay with her tonight?"

"I kind of have to man. I can't leave her alone, not after what happened today."

"I get it," he said and looked off to the side.

"What's eating you?" I asked.

"Hm? Oh, it's just..." he paused and rubbed the back of his neck. "I talked to Wyatt, and Rylee got the answers she needed about being related to the girls."

"And?"

"It's not good. They found that it wasn't Marvin who fathered the girls."

"Then who?" He gave me a side-eye before answering. "It was Eric Patterson, the former Alpha of Halfmoon."

"Wait, what? That's the pack that..."

"Yeah."

"Holy f**k." I didn't know how else to react. "So, not only are Lexie and Lanie related to Luna Rylee, but also to Ash?" Chad nodded his head. "Damn. That's got to be rough on Brent." "You're telling me."

"Where is he?"

"He ran out of my office when we all pieced it together. Richard went to go find him."

"How's Lexie and Lanie doing?"

"Lanie seems to be holding her own, but she was upset when I told them that Rylee needs time to process everything. Eric is the one who turned Rylee into a child slave and killed her parents and destroyed her pack." "What!?"

"Yeah, that's a story for another time." I just nodded and shook my head at the same time. Things were really complicated. "What about Lexie?" I asked.

"She thinks Brent hates her, and she's afraid he may reject her because she's related to the fucker that ruined his life."

"You don't think he would actually do that, do you?"

"I hope not. Lexie loves him, and I know he loves her. This is just a lot to process. Everyone thought they were done with Halfmoon and their s**t but, even from beyond the werewolf grave, they're still f*****g up our lives." I nodded my head in agreement. "What about that fucker, Marvin?"

"Rylee killed him. Ripped off his head without even touching him."

"I'm not going to say anything to that. I'm going up to J. Link me if you need me for anything."

"Goodnight, brother."

"Goodnight, Alpha."

When I made it back to her room, I knocked on the door and waited a few seconds before opening it. I still had her back towards the door, but she wasn't crying anymore. Her breathing was labored, but it appeared that she had cried herself to sleep. I put the water and the food on the nightstand by the bed and gently sat down next to her. She looked so fragile curled up in the bed.

I looked around and just scoffed to myself. She was in a king-sized bed, and she barely took up a fifth of it; she was so small. I gently maneuvered her and pulled the comforter from under her body and put it back over her to keep her warm. She whimpered slightly, and she started to cry again. I thought maybe I had awoken her, but it turned out she was dreaming.

Hold her.

Arkhos was adamant about keeping her close. I sighed in defeat and gently got on the bed behind her. I stayed on top of the covers but placed one arm underneath and ever so delicately snaked it around her waist. A few seconds of me holding her like that, her breathing evened out again, and her tears stopped.

See, our touch soothes her in her sleep even if it doesn't when she is awake.

How can someone be so evil as to hurt something so beautiful and delicate as her?

There are evil beings in the world, Maverick. Our job is to let our mates know that we are not one of them.

I just nodded my head and pulled her close to me. She seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. I figured I would stay with her for the night just in case. If she woke up freaked out, I wouldn't take offense and would apologize. For now, I just wanted to provide her some comfort. I doubt she ever slept comfortably a day in her life. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that J would be able to find solace in my arms for the evening and shut out the horrible things that happened today. I prayed that her parents would meet her in her dreams so that she could at least say her final goodbyes to them.

I readjusted myself and put my free arm under her neck and let her sleep on my arm as a pillow. I inhaled her scent of what seemed to be candy apples and drifted to sleep. I only hoped her wolf didn't try to kill me when she woke up.